Okay so here's the deal: the think 'n ink I am wasting wasting wasting on the pursuit of my dreams, in the mood 4 dude is taking a definitive turn. My craZ week--The parade of cock-eyed creature-men went down like-a this...Monday night in Chicago, I was naked in McCoy's arms jumping w/o a parachute. Genius. Tuesday night I stopped by after a fab La Sardine dinner w/my "4th brother" Ken and Mc met me at his door and I ended up on my face. Why?No. good? he asked. Fear, mumbled moi. Not good 4 MY health ego and all in between. Damnit!
Wed I stayed in @ my baby sister and her husband's fab comfy Chi home babysitting the godson and his lil' bro. Colin woke crying and I comforted him just as I used to do for his mommy. Evan was on his tummy w/o his blanket so I covered his little self up snug. This is. My true self.
Thurs evening cellie rang: deleted Edward w/an unfamiliar #; Where R U? Coming in from Chicago.
I pushed it. 7pm he's smoking and running out of Sample Room NEMpls where I know the chef kind-a. Nope, drags my by now fatigued ass to Gabby's. Fuckitall
so he dropped and drank and was nasty to moi he paid tab said classic bullshit Why don't I have a bf? My. Age. boredom. He's kiting off to the smoking room. Making excruciating comments re panracial females and bodads the whole night-
mare.
I'm like lissen-- usedtobe a matinee and quiet little love affair candidate--I am from Chi-ca-go...a city grrrl
don't
use
ME.
So I'm freeway-ing home and he calls ya wanna come back.
Fuck yeah thought I...I wanna get off.
Finish what Mc started days ago...
I pull up Edward slurs I am wasted.
I pull away. I kept my paws off the digits Friday...til after a soul scraping looong Sat @ the new frustrating chob. I had dinner plans but- no-- stomp on my Aries whim accelerator--
Biiig mistake/ huge.
I'm--all sexy smoky-voiced-- all hey you were messed up
Him you have the xm and I have his f'ing pack o smokes toowhat a tard boy useless to me non-fuck mad as hell am I. Riiight, it's all about these fux possessions.
I'm not gonna be interrogated by ya call me later and this jd hung up.
Hung
up.
So then I'm like that's IT.
It hurt me too too much prickrejection4 one week thanx
Diana ex-assistant pal sicilian clairvoyant calls me I go MEN
Her I told you the tarot told you
Get rid of them ALL
Getta short guy shorter than Terry I go TS WAS short
shorter! said D
make him your puppy
follow YOU around
calls every day
Then only then you can have a tall man to whom you can say and MEAN
"You like me You love me You think I'm stupid You want to marry me"
I go wait that's from a movie-- Whatthefuck?
Sandra B. in Miss Congeniality.
Oh and Cath, 50 is the new 20.
I got it I'm gone.
Yeah and I cried pitiously this am Grandma Gringer always said It's good 2 cry.
Italian G'ma chick KNEW.
I miss her
so.
